Dying For Beginners

I did forget to mention a fairly major event at chemo on Tuesday.

The psychological puke. The overwhelming nausea for absolutely no reason at all except that I know chemo’s coming.

There’s even a song to go with it. It’s sung to the tune of “Aboriginal me, Aboriginal you, We’re not just a people who eat kangaroo” from Indidgeridoo from We Can Be Heroes, the pre-cursor to Summer Heights High. It goes a little something like this…
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Just come back from chemo, about to go have a nap before going to bible study.

Just a quick note to let you know some of the chemo nitty gritty. I am all puffed up like a little waterlogged round furby. They pump me full of water and they pump me full of steroids. I keep taking the steroids and several litres of water for the next two days, so I’ll stay nice and puffy. I drank lots of water and had it poured in through my veins for a couple of hours, and after I had processed a litre of it (not a really nice process, having to measure it, but it means I get a private room with private bathroom instead of just a chair in the main area) I had a nap for an hour while the Avastin went in (so a $35/minute nap). Then we had the chemo pumped through, lots more water, then out by about three. So six hours. Then half an hour or so at the pharmacy, then off to Medicare to get some back. Oh, and to buy nice new nail polish to reward Jessie for being a good girl.
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One of the few good things about not having long to live is that you get to have cake for breakfast and not feel guilty.

And if you’re on chemo, chances are that even if you have cake for breakfast, your legs are still as hot as mine. Thus also we see the great joys of premature menopause – all weight gain goes straight to your belly. So that you lose weight from all over (thus the awesome legs), and regain it solely round your middle. You take your wins with your losses. And my legs are pretty awesome right now. Fashion is currently sufficiently crap to be promoting the maternity tent look. Wins all round.
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With the little help of an immense amount of sleep, I suspect. Averaged about 14 hours a day since Friday.

I have also broken the immense list down into small chunks and will just achieve something each day. Nothing major. Basic organisational skills.
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